Starting with its title, appropriated from a Carl Sandburg poem, “Giants Being Lonely” aims to capture something precious about adolescence and American beauty. (Unlike in Sandburg, the “Giants” in question are a high school baseball team.) But nothing concrete emerges from this haze of oblique editing and barely written scenes, acted by cast members who are not up to making the dialogue sound convincing or filling the voids left in place of their characters.

In his feature writing-directing debut, the mixed-media artist Grear Patterson mines a vein of twee
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